The weather in MN over the weekend was more than a little bit moody.
Which is to say that once it started storming on Saturday, it never really stopped.
On Sunday afternoon, about an hour after the storm had passed, we actually went to a BBQ about six or seven blocks from where the tornado-storm ripped through Fridley. We ended up having to pick one friend up because his power was out (thus the car was NOT coming out of the garage), there were downed trees up and down his street, and his neighborhood for the most part was blocked off.
Most people would take that as a sign that they were not meant to be with the group that day, but we just didn’t see it that way. Blessedly his house as well as the house we BBQ-ed at were damage-free, so we Kept Calm and Carried On.
While we were driving home, the sky was still doing its own moody thing, and so was I. Snaps were in-order.
Next thing you know we’ll all be wearing black skinny jeans and black nail polish with spiked bracelets. All of that moodiness has to go…somewhere.
And in case you were wondering, yes, that IS a freshly-dyed mane you’re staring at in the last snap.
On Wednesday, I decided to pull out of the tailspin that was my hair color situation and made an appointment to go into an Aveda salon near my house. It wasn’t so much for the convenience of it all, but because of the necessity.
File that one under “victory” for sure.
For reference, my ‘fit for Billy’s graduation ceremony and party, two weeks ago.
No, that’s NOT sunlight reflecting off of my hair. That would be the three inches of blonde roots I was rockin’. If you ever want to know what my natural color is, THERE’S YOUR ANSWER.
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What’s the longest you’ve ever put-off getting your hair cut and colored?
Do you see the same stylist every time you get your hair done?
How often do you take moody pictures?